Morning
I am truly grateful to Mr Larry for helping me to improve my writing.Another day rises, I'm afraid of waking up Without a plan or novelty as always. It's a bright morning But, for bright people. Though, for me... The sunrise seems like A smoke bomb. It only... Cuts my heart, Destroys my soul, Ruins my thought, And ends up in a pool of tears. I feel like a combat inside Between two unfamiliar souls. I keep wondering! Which soul is mine? Who I am? What I would like to do? But guess what? No...